How do you prepare for the inevitable end of life that we all must face and when there are decisions to be made about how that happens, how in the world do you ever hope to make the right choice.
When you know death is approaching I guess there are choices to be made. Everything boils down to faith doesn’t it? We watch our loved ones pass from our hands to our Fathers arms. That means we trust in God’s love and we have to give up control.
I think that even though we have been saying goodbye the end probably won’t be any less painful. With each goodbye the hope of tomorrow gets a little bit dimmer. You know what is coming and you know there is no choice but to let it happen. But all you want to do is turn around and go the other way. It doesn’t work that way, you can’t turn around, you simply keep whispering goodbye.
Alzheimer’s is an insidious disease that is cruel and callous. I read the most accurate description of this disease I have ever found. “Then one day, in a complete twist of what you believed to be fate, life changes drastically and forever. The sense of hopelessness is only softened by keeping in mind that God is near.
Even though we seek peaceful release for our loved ones it is hard as time marches inevitably on closer and closer to death. We are mourning sadness for what could have been and sorrow for what is lost.
They say time heals all wounds but I wonder will it really? Comforting words cannot be heard when waves of sorrow keep crashing in your soul. Ecclesiastes 3:14 says to “everything there is a season” I believe this is our time to cry and grieve but there is only one cure for the pain of grief, only one way to find comfort and hope. We can find the light at the end of the tunnel in our Father. Remember this little ditty I read, where there is a shadow, there is usually light on the other side.
If the question is nagging us whether our loved one believed in Jesus, trust God, and remember the truth of scripture that says our God is not willing that any should perish but that all should come to repentance. I can’t rest in the stark baroness of circumstances, I rest in the truth of God’s love. Though we mourn and we know the road will likely get worse, we are promised that those who mourn will be comforted. I think I will rest there as I continue to say goodbye.